Nothings the same!
To point ya' Nine around you are the on to Blame.
A cold heart with A hate for your world.
It's wrap for a fact in the city of Trap!
(TRU!)
So real, Surreal.
No love for ya'self and that's how it feels.
To walk alone proving what and to who realize mother fucker whatcha
Goin' through!
(Pulling the trigger sacrifice eternally
Profit & blood, losing the war inside your head)
Nothings the same
Strike fear in her eyes, does it bring up the shame?
A single mother working hard for the kids
To get jacked, gun backed by a junkie in black
Your veins are swollen!
Blood rushes to the head from the needle you put in
Understand what you think of a man
You got the wrong plan homie
You should breathe while you can
It's just another story about a kid with no guts & no glory
Left in a bitter shell of himself
He lived hard but inside he slowly to die
'Cause in the hood state of mind
Where this type of shit happens all the time
No matter what the place
No matter what the weather
The one in front of the gun lives FOREVER!
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024